Every single night I endure the fight of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain. These ideas of mine percolate the mind, trickle down the spine, swarm the bell, swellin' to a blaze. That's when the pain comes in like a second skeleton trying to fit beneath the skin. I can't fit the feelings in. Every single night is a fight with my brain.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15474 | 2021-06-03 21:23:25 | 121.91 | 96% |
| 15309 | 2021-06-01 00:47:36 | 143.09 | 99% |
| 11988 | 2021-02-27 01:45:43 | 146.21 | 99% |
| 10533 | 2021-01-11 02:08:11 | 151.83 | 98% |
| 9317 | 2021-01-04 07:53:59 | 125.49 | 98% |
| 7496 | 2020-11-04 19:57:05 | 124.46 | 97% |
| 6936 | 2020-10-07 23:36:20 | 133.21 | 98% |
| 6719 | 2020-09-26 22:39:25 | 135.39 | 98% |